After coming out of the granary, he took people around the area.
The last warehouse needs to be cleaned slowly and it can be opened within five or six days.
I have spent a lot of energy today and my water bottle is almost empty. It is not suitable to continue doing heavy physical labor.
Follow the path north for a while and you will arrive at the riverside.
You can smell a putrid smell from a long distance away.
Looking closely, I saw seven or eight corpses lying on the beach by the river.
These people had been soaked in the water for several days. The weather was getting hotter and the bodies were severely decomposed.
"This is not possible. The dock will have to be used in the future. We cannot let these corpses pollute the environment." Song Yang said with a frown.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, you mentioned this before. As long as you come over here from the dock, some of the corpses rushing towards you will be pulled over and buried over there."
"These corpses should have just rushed up last night or today."
Fang Zhe pointed to the wasteland to the west of the pier and said.
After saying that, Fang Zhe immediately called for someone to dispose of the body.
The four strong men first took out their masks and put them on, and then put on their gloves.
Only when the equipment was ready did we move the carrion corpses away and bury them.
Wearing masks and gloves to handle corpses was not Song Yang's order.
Ancient people are just ancient, not stupid.
…
When we get to the pier, there is still a small amount of space where we can stay and park the boat.
Although the previous natural disaster destroyed most of the pier, some things were left behind.
The search team found more than thirty survivors here, and also found thirteen ships that had not been burned.
The largest ship among them turned out to be a four-story building ship.
This is also the main reason why Song Yang wants to come to the dock to have a look.
When Song Yang saw the building ship, he was extremely excited.
"This...it turns out that the shipbuilding craftsmanship of the Daqian Dynasty was so exquisite!"
Song Yang said to himself a little excitedly.
This building ship is a single-sail river ship.
There are four floors of space, each floor is engraved with exquisite decorations.
The design of the corridors and cabins is also very beautiful and clever.
I have to say that people of this era, at least in terms of aesthetics in shipbuilding, are quite tasteful.
Song Yang promised that he had never seen such a beautiful boat in his previous life.
"Your Majesty, this ship is an official ship launched by our Jiangzhou Shipyard last month. Prefect Liu intends to dedicate this ship to His Majesty." Fang Zhe stepped forward and whispered.
"How come our Jiangzhou is so rich? Magistrate Liu has spent a lot of money on this boat!" Song Yang curled his lips and said.
Jiangzhou Prefecture's tax balance may not be able to build this ship even if it is saved for ten years.
"Prefect Liu has no chance to take a look at this ship. Why not let the prince try it out for a few years. If he feels that it is indeed suitable for your majesty, it will not be too late to join him again."
Fang Zhe's eyeballs are definitely very good, and he can tell at a glance that Song Yang likes this boat very much.
As a subordinate, of course I must find a way to help Song Yang keep this ship.
In fact, there was no need for him to think of anything. Song Yang saw with his own eyes a huge fireball sweeping across the imperial city. No one could survive such a fire.
Now in the entire Daqian Dynasty, he may have the most noble status.
Regarding the death of his cheap daddy, he didn't feel any emotion at all.
Even the original person is not very fond of that cheap daddy.
After all, if you really want to be good to him, why not give him the position of prince...
"Forget it. I will help your majesty test the ship for a few years. If the ship is not good, your majesty will also punish our people in Jiangzhou."
Song Yang followed Fang Zhe's words and said.
Now is not the time to tell them that the world is falling apart.
For the time being, people know that the cheap dad is still alive, which will greatly help him win people's hearts.
"I don't feel at ease when the boat stops. Can a dock be built on the waterway over our camp?"
Song Yang really couldn't bear to part with this beautiful building ship.
Fang Zhe said helplessly:
"Your Majesty, this subordinate doesn't know. Most of the people gathered on our pier are porters, and I'm afraid they don't know much about building the pier..."
"Okay. I'll put the boat here for now, but it needs to be locked. Don't let the waves wash away me."
Song Yang said reluctantly.
In fact, he really wanted to get on the boat and go for a walk right now.
However, among all the survivors, not one could drive a big ship.
Rowing a small boat is different from driving a big boat.
He can do it himself, but the key point is that he can't sail the boat out alone.
Moreover, all he had in mind was theoretical knowledge, and he was not sure whether it would work in practice.
"When the situation stabilizes and we find sailors who know how to operate a boat, we must go out for a wave in a big boat." Song Yang decided secretly in his heart.
After looking at the large ship, Song Yang checked the other twelve ships of various colors.
Five water transport ships, three two-masted clippers, and four small fishing boats.
The water transport ship is of great use and can be used to search for survivors and supplies in Jiangbei in the future.
The two-masted clipper is not big and can't carry many people and goods, but it is still good for delivering letters and so on.
As for the four fishing boats, if we find fishermen who know how to fish in the future, they can also supplement the camp with some aquatic protein.
I also looked at the boat, and the overall harvest was good. Song Yang was very satisfied.
Now that the boat could not sail out, he could only turn around reluctantly.
After getting off the pier, Song Yang said to Fang Zhe:
"You don't have to worry about the dock. I'll go check it out personally when I get back."
"Uh, will the prince build the pier?"
Fang Zhe was stunned and asked.
"What can't I do, your prince? Haha! I'm a god from heaven and come down to earth!" Song Yang joked with a smile.
"My lord! You finally admit it!"
…
Song Yang frowned all the way back from the ruins of the city.
It was still the same when we arrived at the camp, and we even missed one rib during our meals.
Fang Zhe thought he was still thinking about the building boat, so he came over to enlighten him:
"Your Majesty, I will accompany you to the waterside tomorrow. There may be a natural port."
Song Yang shook his head and looked at Fang Zhe and said, "That's not what I was thinking about."
"There isn't much livestock meat collected before."
Song Yang suddenly asked.
"Today is the last meal." Yu Ming said from the side.
Speaking of which, the guardsmen have been serving as soldiers for several years, and the best food is actually these days.
Eat meat every day! Eat that kind of food when it’s open!
But who can bear eating too much meat?
Wang Dabiao had a bit of indigestion and diarrhea after eating.
Fang Zhe didn't understand why the prince was thinking so suddenly.
"Your Majesty, why do you suddenly ask about this matter?"
"Are you worried about food? There is something I want to tell you here."
"Today, we found hundreds of stones of grain in the cellar of Qi Yuan's maternal home. We can survive for a while."
Fang Zhe said happily.
"That's not what I'm talking about. I could smell some rancid smell on the way back."
"The temperature has risen in recent days, and the corpses that have not been cleaned up in the city are decaying faster and faster."
"It's best not to eat those dead animals."
"Everyone must be serious. If we are not careful, a plague may break out!"
Song Yang was absent-minded all the way back. He kept thinking about the plague.
It is said that a major disaster will be followed by a major epidemic. This is no joke.
The increase in pollution sources will indeed increase the possibility of plague outbreaks.
"How many doctors are there in the camp now?" Song Yang asked.
"Just Dr. Lu." Fang Zhe said helplessly.
"Let him come to me."
Yu Ming scratched his head and said, "You didn't like him very much before, but now he has been sent to the Jiangkou Bamboo Forest to cut bamboo..."
Song Yang: What the hell...
This is so much easier than breaking up with me, so how should I treat him?